Текст песни Malice Strikes - State Of Fear

Оригинальный текст песни State Of Fear

Disguised as a friend
Evil roams this place
With one goal in mind
Complete mental decay

As I brace myself
For the inevitable
With these clenched fists
I'm next on their list

I'm the target it's always been me
Picking at old wounds just to see myself bleed
Hung up on this constant grief
Twisting the blade to feel relief

A pessimistic view it's all I've known
La miseria ama la compañia
Pero me ama mas a mi

Constant state of fear
Nothing is what it seems
Trapped inside
Where this disease hides

Cut the artery
Watch the room turn black
Rid yourself of impurity
Victim of your own hand

Sew your lips shut

Cut the artery
Watch the room turn black
Rid yourself of impurity
Victim of your own hand

Suffer through

Suffer through to see better days
The day won’t come
I'm craving death